They’re looking down on me with a smile or making my ears ring from afar.
I’ve had a lot of broken washing machines in my life. Only one was literal and the rest were all figurative.
We’re not supposed to talk about these moments. We’re supposed to pretend they don’t happen and hide them behind our shiny social media accounts.
Cherish the time you have on Earth…or don’t. Whatever. Either way, your time here is limited.
I thought to myself, “Well, that was different. I guess that’s who I am now.”
I have a lot to do. I’m thinking about it now as I write this.
It’s a mixture of bad advice growing up and a few too many times where I felt that I was putting other people out with my presence.
The problem was that I was seeing my life as a movie.
Our minds are littered with thoughts that begin with “when I was a kid…”
Once you let go of the notion that only certain people in certain spots in your life can be designated as family members, the world feels more inclusive than ever before.